She Took The House The Car And My Heart

Chapter 872:

Just then, Freya’s phone chimed.

She froze, caught off guard by the sudden sound. Her brows pinched together in confusion, as if the ringtone itself didn’t make sense. “Freya, your phone,” Frederick said, his voice low but steady despite the nerves tightening in his chest.

Of course, she knew—it was her phone, after all. But the timing was too coincidental. Could this be it? Could Ellis really be calling her? Was this his way of confessing?

Her fingers trembled slightly as she reached into her pocket and pulled out the phone. She glanced at the screen. Kristian?

Everyone else stiffened. Greta’s lips parted in surprise. Trent blinked in disbelief. Frederick stared, speechless.

They all swung their heads toward Ellis, their expressions asking the same question.

Wait—didn’t Ellis just make that call?

listened to the mechanical voice on the line, its tone flat and indifferent. The number he had dialed was

flicked his gaze up at Kristian, who was clutching his own phone,

day—Kristian’s mental faculties had returned to normal. There was no way Kristian would sit

calling me?” Freya didn’t bother answering. Instead, she tilted her head, locking

crush and confess,” Kristian said, his tone brisk and straightforward. “So I figured I’d do the same. Freya, I

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those words left his lips, all eyes darted to

group exchanged wary glances, silently rooting for Ellis. Ellis, however, remained composed, his expression unreadable, as though none of it

Freya’s silence

barely whispered the word when the door suddenly

exploded, showering the room

with a grand bouquet of red roses. The bodyguards at the entrance snapped into position, forming two tidy lines that parted to

bouquet, walked slowly, deliberately, his eyes fixed only on Freya. He stopped in front of her

“Say yes!”